My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Wen Jing nodded and whispered, "I can't find any evidence now. I'm going to force him to take action."

Wenjuan held her hand, and she had countless words in her mind to stop her from taking the risk.

She said nothing, tears welled up in her eyes.

Wen Jing leaned over and hugged her, burying her head in her shoulder, "Sister, I can protect myself, and Lin Zhen will protect me, but my current ability cannot protect you and An An. Principal He is very safe."

"You are my biggest weakness. If anything happens to you, I will go crazy."

Wen Juan looked up at the ceiling and wiped her tears with her hand, "I understand...I understand."

"Then...be careful of danger. An An and I will wait for you to come back."

After Wenjuan calmed down, the two sisters packed their clothes together.

Wen Jing walked outside and gave Wang Lele some money. "Go to the station and buy a bus ticket back to Changyou County tomorrow morning."

Wang Lele obediently took the money and went out. When he reached the door, he remembered, "Just buy one?"

Wen Jing hummed, "One ticket is enough. You can use the extra money to buy some vegetables."

Wang Lele didn't think much about it and just thought that his ghost stepmother went back to visit relatives without bringing anyone else.

He was very happy in his heart. He would often use the money to buy vegetables, and occasionally buy a little less meat, just to embezzle a few cents to buy snacks.

Wen Jing looked at his excited back, smiled, went back to the house, got the landline and made a call.

"Hey, are you home?"

......

Night fell.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap was heard in the main house of the Fang family's main courtyard.

Old Master Fang slapped Fang Hanchuan in the face.

"Did you participate in the Lin family's affairs back then?"

Fang Hanchuan was beaten and staggered, and two strands of hair fell out of his neatly combed back hair.

For a moment he couldn't remember which Lin family it was.

When Old Master Fang saw that he didn't answer, he slapped him again, "Changyou County Steel Plant!"

Fang Hanchuan was awakened by the slap in the face and remembered that the Lin family seemed to be the family in Changyou County.

Her heartbeat was thumping and her eyes were moving. "Dad, I didn't participate. When I saw that Director Lin didn't agree, I changed to cooperate with another factory."

"The factory manager Lin died inexplicably, so Factory Manager Zhao approached me to discuss cooperation."

Old Master Fang stared at him suspiciously and snorted, "Since your subordinates are incompetent, there is no need to throw this basin of dirty water on our Fang family."

Fang Hanchuan felt a burning pain on his face at this moment, and was quite puzzled, "Dad, why did you bring up this matter out of the blue?"

Old Master Fang raised his hand and was about to straighten his coat which was a little messy from the beating.

Fang Hanchuan thought he was going to hit him again, so he took a step back to avoid him.

Seeing how cowardly he was, Old Master Fang got so angry that he went over and kicked him.

"You really don't know?"

Fang Hanchuan staggered back a few steps after being kicked, looking confused, "Dad, I really don't know what happened."

Old Master Fang glared at him, picked up a thick brown paper bag on the table, and smashed it hard on him.

"The youngest grandson of the An family is investigating the murder of Director Lin eleven years ago. If he finds out that you embezzled the money from the steel plant to give to the Yan family, I won't be able to save you!"

Fang Hanchuan opened the brown paper bag and took a look. He felt as if struck by lightning, and his voice trembled a little. "I...I will take care of it."

"You should be ruthless when necessary, don't be soft-hearted!"

"understood."

"Get out of here!"

Fang Hanchuan immediately turned around and went out, but he didn't pay attention to the threshold and tripped, and he rolled and crawled towards his own yard.

Old Master Fang looked at his panicked back and sighed helplessly.

These descendants are only a little clever and are of no use.

I couldn't help but miss my eldest son back then.

It would be great if he were here.

.....

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

An ashtray hit Zhao Huaimin on the forehead.

"Did you cause the death of Director Lin?"

Zhao Huaimin's forehead was hit with a bloody hole, and blood was flowing all over his face. "Chief, what do you mean?"

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Fang Hanchuan snorted coldly, "Don't you really know how the Wang brothers died?"

Zhao Huaimin's heart skipped a beat, but he smiled kindly, "Wasn't it Wang Dashan who killed them and then they committed suicide?"

Fang Hanchuan sneered and flipped through the documents on the table. "Would you like to take a look?" Then he pushed a stack of documents on the table over.

Zhao Huaimin took it and looked through it. The pile of information was photocopies, which recorded the autopsy reports of Wang Dahai and other two people, as well as the evidence collection records at the scene.

Some records were circled, and a lot of doubtful opinions were written next to them in pen.

'Why is there a thread of silk in the sleeve of Wang Dashan's coat? He doesn't have this kind of silk fabric at home, so where did it come from?'

'Why is there no fingerprint on the pen? Normally, a commonly used pen will have the fingerprint of the user.'

'Why was Wang Dahai stabbed nine times? And why was Xu Meiyu only slashed in the throat? The logic of the behavior does not match.'

"According to the analysis, Zhao Huaimin had a strong motive for committing the crime."

'...'

The more Zhao Huaimin read, the more frightened he became. This was a case analysis that only criminal police would do.

"These...these are just some inferences, not substantive evidence."

Fang Hanchuan sat on the chair and took out another file bag from the drawer and pushed it over.

Zhao Huaimin glanced at him twice, then opened the brown paper bag and saw that inside were records of Lin Zhen's petitions when she was alive, as well as some evidence that she had collected.

In particular, there is a photocopy of a letter in which He Jianguo explained his motive for committing the crime.

The above book describes in detail who instructed him to do so, how he killed Lin Youyi, how much money he received, and even how he took his fingerprints.

Zhao Huaimin looked at the letter with narrowed eyes, "This letter is fake, it is..." He wanted to say directly that Wen Jing forged it, but looking at Fang Hanchuan's expression, he suddenly understood what Lin Zhen's purpose was.

It doesn’t matter whether the evidence is true or not, it is enough for Fang Hanchuan to believe that the evidence is true.

He knew Fang Hanchuan very well. No matter how much he explained, Fang Hanchuan would only think that he was biting others and that he was useless.

People who are of no use are like garbage and should be thrown away.

Fang Hanchuan leaned forward, folded his hands and supported his chin, and said with a smile: "I heard... your son plans to apply to Yongchang No. 1 Middle School, right?"

Zhao Huaimin felt a chill down his spine, beads of sweat mixed with blood trickled down his forehead, and his throat moved. "His grades are just so-so. The entrance threshold to Yongchang No. 1 Middle School is so high, I don't even know if he can get in."

Fang Hanchuan laughed, "Don't worry. We still have one semester to work hard. As long as you, as a father, are willing to make sacrifices, nothing is impossible."

Zhao Huaimin was sweating profusely.